Yue Chen and Yue Chen didn't say anything when they were tired from sparring, and went straight back to the cave to meditate and adjust their breaths to restore their mana.

It wasn't until Taoist Tailin's spiritual consciousness transmitted the message that the two of them left the cave and followed Taoist Tailin to the Zongmen Square. Today it was their turn to compete!

Taoist Tailin did not put pressure on the two of them, but only touched the tops of their heads as encouragement.

Wang Ming was immediately excited and vowed to earn some face for his master!

Yue Chen also felt a little warm in his heart. Although this master was sometimes inconsistent, he was really kind to them both. Yue Chen didn't want to lose face to him, so he had to accept Zhenzhang!

The inner gate competition is the same as the outer gate competition. Two people work in teams. The winner advances and the loser is eliminated. There is no second chance.

After all, there are many disciples in the sect, and the total number of disciples in the inner and outer sects is more than 30,000 who are below the golden elixir stage.

If the loser still has to participate in the resurrection match, then we don't know how long the competition will last.

Some people will say that it is unfair to compete only once. Maybe the spells are incompatible, or the realms are different. In the same realm, there is a huge difference between the early stage and the later stage.

But don’t forget that in the world of spiritual practice, luck is also a way to judge a person’s potential.

When luck comes, heaven and earth all have the same force. When luck comes, there are villains everywhere!

The failed outer sect disciples can still wait for the second-year disciple Xiao Bi. Anyway, they have three chances to be promoted to the inner sect in their lifetime.

If the inner disciples lose, they will immediately enter the wind tunnel to practice hard.

Therefore, no one was careless when facing the competition, and they all tried their best to defeat their opponents and send them to the wind tunnel to practice.

There are only twelve arenas, and you can only come one round at a time. Wang Ming was quick and got the first round, in the third arena.

He smiled at his master and senior brothers, and when he turned around, his young face was full of determination.

Wang Ming lightly jumped onto the No. 3 ring and looked at his opponent.

Wang Ming's opponent was a disciple of Feixian Peak, who was fifteen or sixteen years old and also had perfect foundation building.

The two are of the same level, but there is an age difference of five or six years. Yue Chen frowned in the audience. This scene was a bit difficult for his junior brother.

Wang Ming's heart was calm. He stared at his opponent quietly and made a gesture of invitation.

They both moved at the same time!

Wang Ming used his special thunder technique. The fist-sized divine thunder in the palm of his hand chased and slashed at the Feixian Peak disciple, causing the disciple to run away with his head in his arms, and the defensive spiritual weapon almost smoked.

The Feixian Peak disciple was furious and cast a defensive spell on himself. He turned around and used various spells to confront Wang Ming.

Wang Ming has a small Taoist cauldron above his head, with strands of yellow light hanging down, as motionless as the sky and a mountain!

"Boom!" The divine thunder exploded, and the defensive spiritual weapon of the Feixian Peak disciple showed slight cracks and was completely scrapped!

He stared at Wang Ming's Taoist weapon Xiaoding with hatred, gritted his teeth and took out a Taoist weapon small shield.

As soon as he pinched the magic formula, the small Taoist shield began to spin, emitting a blue light that enveloped him.

When the Feixian Peak disciple saw that Wang Ming was young, he felt contempt for him. In a moment of carelessness, he almost made a big mistake!

Now that he was relieved, he immediately used the Nine Heavens Sutra and rushed towards Wang Ming!

Jiuxiao Zhenjing, one of Shenxiao Immortal Sect’s secrets to suppress the clan, means that one sky is higher than the other.

This Feixian Peak disciple has just completed his foundation building, but he is still in the first sky and has not yet stepped into the second sky.

But after all, he is five or six years older, is proficient in magic techniques, has deeper magic power, and can cast spells faster.

Gradually, Wang Ming's mana gradually decreased. He took out the spirit sword and Liangyi flag without changing his expression, silently put away the small tripod, the Taoist weapon, and pointed the black flag at the Feixian Peak disciple!

However, he saw that this disciple had good skills in spells, but he did not have a powerful attack weapon. Liangyi flags were enough.

The black flag of the Liangyi flag emits a gray light, shining directly at the Feixian Peak disciple.

Suddenly, the disciple seemed to be frozen.

Qing Zhanzhan's huge sword light then slashed down, "Bang!" The blue light shield made a loud noise and sent out ripples, waking up the Feixian Peak disciple.

When he saw Wang Ming coming at him with a sword, he immediately became angry and even more recklessly fired spells.

Green vines appeared out of thin air and wrapped around Wang Ming.

Qing Zhanzhan's spiritual sword swallowed the sword and cut the green vine to pieces in a blink of an eye.

A fireball as big as the mouth of a bowl came quickly. Wang Ming turned the two flags in his hand. The white flags faced the fireball and emitted light. "Bang!" The fireball exploded and sparks flew everywhere!

Countless ice arrows shot out, the white flag shook again, and the ice arrows melted!

The golden giant sword slashed forward and struck the white flag. Wang Ming immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood and sprinkled it on the white flag. The white flag suddenly swelled up, blocking the successive attacks.

Yue Chen was very anxious and wanted him to admit defeat, but he couldn't bear to let him go against his will.

The opponent was exhausted from the continuous attacks. Wang Ming blocked the attack, took a breath, raised his spiritual sword, and struck away with the thunder.

"Crack!" The sky thunder exploded on the small Taoist shield. The small shield suddenly shook, and the azure light shield broke instantly. The disciple's mind was disturbed and his mouth was bleeding. This frightened him greatly. He quickly increased his magic power to stabilize the little shield.

shield.

Wang Ming's face became paler, but the look in his eyes became even more astonishing.

His mana has bottomed out, and he is no match for his opponent in a free fight.

He put away the Liangyi flags and the spiritual sword, raised the small yellow cauldron, and frantically vented the remaining mana into the cauldron. Huang Mengmeng's small cauldron suddenly grew larger, and he raised the big cauldron with all his strength and smashed it at the Feixian Peak disciple.

The disciple might as well throw the cauldron at him and quickly raise his shield to block it.

"Bang!" The cauldron and the shield fell at the same time, and the disciple was immediately pressed down by the cauldron and was seriously injured. Fortunately, he was protected by the magic shield, which was also a Taoist weapon, otherwise he would have lost his skin this time!

When he struggled to get out from under the cauldron and was about to pounce on Wang Ming, he saw Wang Ming smiling and softly uttering three words: "I surrender!"

The Feixian Peak disciple was so angry that he spurted out a mouthful of blood. He shouted: "Boy, stop, if you dare, leave your name!"

Wang Ming turned around and said: "Godly Thunder Peak, Wang Ming!"

After that, he got off the ring without looking back, leaving the Feixian Peak disciple on the ring so angry that he beat his chest and didn't dare to curse, which was quite frustrating.

Wang Ming had just stepped off the ring, and Yue Chen rushed up to support him.

Seeing his senior brother, Wang Ming's straight back bent sharply. There were specks of blood on his moon-white robe. He forced a smile and said, "Senior brother, I didn't embarrass you."

Yue Chen solemnly looked on, his baby-fat face full of solemnity: "You performed very well, Master saw it, and he was very pleased!"

After hearing what his senior brother said, Wang Ming finally fainted with relief.

Yue Chen's words were indeed correct. Wang Ming's qualifications were mediocre, but his performance was beyond Tao Lin's expectation.

Facing Feixian Peak disciples who were stronger than him in every aspect, he would go all out if he could get started, change his strategy quickly if he couldn't attack hard, and finally make a desperate hit, which reflected his agility and tenacity.
Chapter completed!